A/N : This chapter is for everyone who has taken the time to review my last chapter. Pretty please review again, I love reading them! :). Anyway hope you enjoy this chapter, I've nearly finished my AU of series 1 :).
Sat in the captain's chair in the console room, Donna stifled a yawn as the Doctor silently pressed some buttons and pulled a lever. "So how about Barcelona like you promised space-boy?"
"Not yet – the ship needs to refuel" the Doctor told her.
"Refuel? Okay so where do you do that then? Please tell me somewhere exotic where I can sunbathe" she pleaded. The Doctor hesitated.
"Err…it's Cardiff"
"That better be as in a nice exotic alien planet" she said, glaring at him dangerously. He gulped.
"As in Earth" he told her truthfully. Donna looked like she was going to kill him but he was saved by a voice from the door way.
"So is this outfit alright?" they both turned and saw Captain Rose walking in, dressed in low-cut black jeans, the kind that Donna used to wear when she was a teenager just to annoy her mother and a stretchy white vest top with the word HOT written right over the chest area in sparkly pink letters. She wore the same black pumps she'd worn when they'd met her. She looked two years younger than her actual age which was twenty one, so Donna had learnt from her. Donna glanced at the Doctor and her intial annoyance turned to amusement. He was drooling over her like a dog over a piece of meat. Suddenly he cleared his throat.
"It's fine I suppose but I'm sure we don't have any clothes like that stored in the Tardis wardrobe" he said turning back to what he was doing in predictable space-boy fashion, Donna noted with exasperation. He clearly fancied her and she blatantly flirted with him but he always ignored it. The Doctor needed a life. Seriously, Donna thought, slightly irritated her attempts at match making hadn't really gotten very far.
"You don't" Rose admitted."I have a fabricator that designs them for me. That's how I get my outfits for every different time period I find myself in" Donnas' jaw dropped open.
"Seriously? You have a device that you can use to create whatever clothes you feel like wearing?" Rose grinned.
"Where can I get one of those?"
"You can't" the Doctor cut in."She's from the 51st Century and presumably she got it from one of the factories that sold that kind of technology before they were converted into banana groves"
"That's right" Rose confirmed, slightly impressed."But I'll let you borrow it sometime Donna" she walked up beside them."Where are we going?"
"Cardiff, Earth. We're going to the rift, we need to refuel" the Doctor said typing in the co ordinates.
"Oh so that's why we're going Cardiff to refuel" Donna said, starting to understand now. Then the ship started to rock about and Rose, who wasn't used to the Doctor's bad driving, fell backwards and banged her elbow on the railing on her way down. The Doctor immediately rushed over to her, while Donna clung to a pillar.
"Are you alright?" he asked her, concerned. She smiled at him.
"Trust me I've had worst rides. I'll get over it" Rose replied, picking herself up. Donna couldn't help but note that the Doctor had been suppressing a laugh when it had been her who'd fallen over the first time in the Tardis. What a difference. Suddenly the ship came to a halt.
"I think we're here now. Rose, have you ever been to Earth before?" Donna asked.
"Yeah of course. I'm from 51st century London, not another planet" Rose told her and Donna appreciated that she wasn't looking at her like she was the thickest person in the whole of time and space like the Doctor was doing right now. She was going to have words with him later. Suddenly there was a knock on the door."I'll get that" Rose said walking towards the doors."Do you usually have visitors?" the Doctor shook his head, frowning. She swung open the doors to see a tall, bald headed, black man stood in front of her. "Who the hell are you?" she asked. The man glared at her, irritated.
"What do you mean, who the hell am I? Who the hell are you?". Rose felt an urge to punch this man. He was rude as well as ugly.
"Captain Rose Tyler. Whatever you're selling, we're not buying" she retorted. The man looked visibly pissed off.
"Move out of my way!" he growled and shoved Rose aside. Rose regained her balance and shot daggers at the back of the guys head. Nobody shoved her about and got away with it. Donnas' eyes widened with surprise.
"Lance? What the heck are you doing here?" The Doctor looked down from the ladder he was standing on with a light strapped to his head.
"Oh great, honestly Donna, I know you're not exactly a catch but you could do so much better than him" the Doctor grumbled. Donna was a few seconds away from slapping him but for now, she decided to question Lance.
"You know this moron?" Rose sneered with disgust.
"Unfortunately" Donna muttered."Lance, what are you doing in Cardiff?"
"I'm on holiday with my mum" he replied lamely."I have to say, you look amazing. I've missed you" Donna wanted to vomit. Rose turned, looked up at the Doctor and grinned.
"Aw, that's so sweet. Why don't I get any of that?"
"Buy me a drink first" he replied while fixing something on the wall.
"That's such hard work" she whined.
"But worth it" Donna made a scoffing sound but refrained from saying anything.
"So, Donna, how about you? What are you doing in Cardiff of all places? And who the hell is the teenage tart? I mean I don't mind you hanging out with big ears over there-"
"Oi!. First of all, only I am allowed to insult him about his ears. Second of all, Rose is not a teenage tart, she's neither a tart nor a teenager and since when did you get a say in who I hang out with?" Donna snarled and Lance blushed.
"Sorry I didn't mean that, it's just you're friend is kind of….."
"Gorgeous?" Rose suggested. Lance shook his head.
"More like a flirt" Rose walked up to Lance and her hand meet his cheek. Even Donna winced at the cracking sound it made.
"Are you saying that I'm not handsome?" the Doctor asked them, after climbing down the ladder.
"I think you are" Rose purred, batting her eyelashes. Donna sniggered.
"Well that makes one of us" Donna murmured before turning to her ex-boyfriend."Lance, we just stopped off to refuel. Thing is, Cardiff's got this rift running through the middle of the city. It's invisible, but it's like an earthquake fault between different dimensions—"
"The rift was healed back in 1869—" the Doctor jumped in.
"Thanks to a girl named Gwyneth, 'cos these creatures called the Gelth, they were using the rift as a gateway but she saved the world and closed it" Donna grinned.
" But closing a rift always leaves a scar, and that scar generates energy, harmless to the Human Race-" Rose said, joining the conversation excitedly.
"But perfect for the TARDIS, so just park it here for a couple of days right on top of the scar and—" the Doctor added before it was Rose's turn to speak again.
"Open up the engines, soak up the radiation—"she exchanged a smirk with Donna, who continued the sentence.
"Like filling her up with petrol and off we go!"
"Into time!" Rose said hi-fiving Donna.
"And space!" they all shouted, hi-fiving each other and laughing. Lance looked at them with disbelief.
"My God, have you seen you're selves? You all think you're so clever, don't you?" Lance sneered.
"Yeah" they replied at the same time before walking out of the Tardis.
"Should take another twenty-four hours, which means we've got time to kill" the Doctor told them as they stood next to a fountain.
"That old lady's staring" Lance told them. They all turned and looked at a grey haired woman frowning at the box.
"Probably wondering what four people could be doing inside a small wooden box" Rose sniggered. Donna and the Doctor laughed.
"Don't be so dirty minded" Donna scolded Rose but was still laughing. Lance stared at Rose with contempt.
"What are you Captain of? The innuendo squad?" Rose threw Lance a whatever sign and ignored him. "Wait, you can't leave the Tardis, someone will notice it" Lance said to the Doctor.
"Yeah why does the Tardis look like that?" Rose asked him, curious.
"It's a cloaking device" Donna told her.
"It's called a chameleon circuit. The TARDIS is meant to disguise itself wherever it lands, like if this was Ancient Rome, it'd be a statue on a plinth or something. But I landed in the 1960s, it disguised itself as a police box, and the circuit got stuck" the Doctor explained.
"Why don't you just fix it?" Lance frowned.
"I like it, don't you?" the Doctor grinned.
"I love it" Donna smiled.
"But that's what I meant! There are no police boxes anymore, so doesn't it get noticed?" Lance asked, exasperated.
"Lance, let me tell you something about the Human Race. You put a mysterious blue box slap bang in the middle of town and what do they do?" Lance blinked at him."Walk right past it. Now stop being a nag and let's explore!"
"It's the Cardiff, there's not really much to explore…" Donna muttered to herself."So what's the plan?"
"I'm starving" Rose told them.
"Yeah, we might as well get some proper dinner while we're stuck here" Donna agreed and the four of them walked into the nearest café they could find and sat down a table with Donna across from Lance and next to Rose and Rose across from the Doctor, who was stuck next to Lance much to his annoyance. But in all fairness nobody wanted Lance there. Lance tagged along uninvited and had been staring at Donna the entire time."Hey Rose, tell us that story again will you?!" Donna requested, glancing at her friend, as soon as she'd realized Lance was about to speak. The Doctor knew Donna quite well by now and knew that it was a blatant attempt at stopping her ex-boyfriend from asking another question which was probably a relief for them all quite frankly.
"Which one?" Rose asked.
"The one with the just cracked me up, that one did!" Donna grinned and looked at the Doctor from the corner of her eyes. He was staring at Roses lips but Rose didn't seem to notice as she started talking about the story of when she and some other time agents had accidently found them selves in 34th Century Africa. Instead of the bright red lipstick she'd worn in 1941, her lips were lightly painted over with some dusty pink shiny gloss and her eyelids were covered in a dark smoky eye shadow. Her blonde hair was left down and it fell down to her waist, no wonder Lance mistook her for a teenager. Donna normally would have killed to look like Rose but she did look pretty good today too if she did so her self, which might explain Lance's lingering looks. She wore a black buttoned jumper, grey cotton pants and white converses. Her red curls were tied back into a pony tail so it wouldn't get in the way while she was running from some alien attack like they usually ended up doing and she wore some natural make-up. She wasn't young enough to pull off half the things Rose seemed to like wearing but she looked good anyway. Like an adult.
"I swear six feet tall and with tusks!" Rose's laughter brought Donna back down to Earth. She realized she hadn't been listening to a word Rose had been saying but like it mattered anyway. She'd heard the story the night before.
"You're lying through you're teeth!" the Doctor smirked. Rose shook her head vigorously.
"I'm really not. It turns out the white things are tusks and I mean TUSKS! And it's awoken and not very happy"
"How could you not know it was there?" the Doctor asked with disbelief.
"And we're standing there, fifteen of us, NAKED" Donna was faintely amused when the Doctor's eyes widened.
"Naked?!" he looked and sounded slightly alarmed and confused.
"And I'm like, oh, no, no, it's got nothing to do with me and then it roars and we are running. Oh my god, we are running! And Brakovitch falls and so I turn to him and say-"
"I knew we should have turned left!" Donna finished, howling in hysterics. The story never ceased to be funny for some reason. Even Lance was laughing which surprised Donna considering the amount time he spent with a stick shoved up his-
"And I was having such a nice day" the Doctor said suddenly and they all turned and looked at him to see he was holding up a news paper with a very familiar face plastered across the front page.
"Oh you have got to be kidding me!" Donna spat.
"No joke Donna – she's the new major of Cardiff. Fancy a trip to the town hall?" the Doctor said and Donna immediately stood up. Rose and Lance, who had no idea what was happening, frowned but after they'd paid for their food, followed them to the town hall. On the way there, the Doctor and Donna explained to Rose everything that had gone down in Downing Street a couple of months earlier. As soon as they walked inside and were standing in the foyer, Rose launched into a speech.
"According to intelligence, the target is the last surviving member of the Slitheen family, a criminal sect from the planet Raxacoricofallapatorious, masquerading as a human being, zipped inside a skin suit. Okay, plan of attack; we assume a basic fifty seven/fifty six strategy, covering all available exits on the ground floor. Doctor, you go face-to-face, that'll designate Exit One, I'll cover Exit Two, Donna, you're Exit Three, Lance, you take Exit Four. Have you got that?" Donna suppressed a snigger at the look on the Doctor's face. He didn't look impressed by the fact she was taking over.
"Excuse me, who's in charge?" he snapped after Rose had finished. She looked mildly annoyed but refrained from saying what was actually running through her mind.
"Awaiting orders sir!" she hissed sarcastically. Men always thought they run the place, Rose thought irritably. Then again, this one was quite sexy when taking command so she wasn't particulary bothered.
"Right. Here's the plan" he paused and grinned at Rose."Like I said. Nice plan. Anything else?" Donna exchanged a smirk with Rose. Lance looked confused.
"Present arms" she said and they each pulled out their mobile phones. Even the Doctor had one after Donna had spent ages nagging at him to buy one or she wouldn't be able to call him she was in trouble. He'd seen her point. Donna Noble was the flipping poster girl for trouble.
"Ready" said the Doctor.
"Ready" Rose added.
"Ready" Donna agreed confidently.
"Err…ready" Lance muttered, sounding unsure.
"Speed dial?" Rose asked.
"Check" Donna confirmed.
"Okay, see ya in hell!" Rose said, throwing them all a lazy grin before walking off to the right. The Doctor and Donna walked off into two different directions straight ahead and Lance looked around, forgetting what he was suppose to be doing before finally walking off to the left.
The Doctor broke through the doors and into Margaret's office while struggling with the little twerp of a secretary who'd refused to let him see her in the first place because she'd refuse to see him. The Doctor wasn't going have any of that and managed to get through. He ran across the room in time to see her scrambling over the balcony. He headed towards her as he picked up his mobile and phoned the others.
"Slitheen heading north" he told them.
"On my way" Donna told him.
"Over and out" Rose chirped.
"Oh my God!" Lance cried. The Doctor made it to the balcony only to have that little git grab a hold of him and start pulling him back.
"Leave the mayor alone!" he yelled which sounded less like a command and more like a whine. After finally managing to shake the kid off, he followed her off the balcony and ran towards her. She hissed at him and ran forwards with Donna running out of the building and also heading for her and then Rose coming from the other way.
"Margaret!" the Doctor called out in a sing-song voice. She ignored them all and ran past the fourth exit of the building but to her relief, nobody come out from that way, so she was free to escape.
"Who was on exit four?" Rose asked the Doctor and Donna, who came up beside them, panting for her breath. She hadn't run like that since she'd done cross-country in P.E in high school.
"Lance" she gasped just as the man himself ran towards them. Rose glared at him, angrily.
"You stupid son of a-"
"To be fair she isn't exactly going to outrun us is she?" Donna said, cutting Rose off. Margaret grinned as she removed an earring and vanished in a blue light.
"She's got a teleport! That's cheating, now we're NEVER going to get her" Rose hissed and threw a pointed look at Lance.
"The Doctor's very good with teleports" Donna reassured her and sure enough, the Doctor held out his sonic screwdriver and clicked it causing Margaret to reappear, grinning and running straight towards them. As soon as she realized what had happened, she stopped smiling and headed into the other direction, disappearing again. The Doctor clicked the sonic screwdriver again. The same thing happened and then they did it again and again.
"I could do this all day" he grinned.
"This is persecution, why can't you just leave me alone? What did I ever do to you?" Margaret asked, throwing her hands up in the air and surrendering.
"You tried to kill me and destroy this entire planet" the Doctor replied plainly.
"Well apart from that" she said dismissively.
"Take us somewhere we can talk" the Doctor commanded. This time Margaret obliged and took them back into the town hall, into the exhibition room where there was a model of town with a couple of nuclear power planets in it, stood in the centre. They walked up to it. "So, you're a Slitheen, you're on Earth, you're trapped. Your family get killed but you teleport out, just in the nick of time. You have no means of escape. What do you do? You build a nuclear power station" the Doctor said to Margaret, gesturing at the model. "But what for?"
"A philanthropic gesture. I've learnt the error of my ways" she said tonelessly.
"And it just so happens to be on the rift. Cut the crap" Donna snarled.
"What rift would that be?" Margaret asked with feigned ignorance.
"A rift in space and time. If this power station went into meltdown, the entire planet would go schwwwupboom!" Rose told her.
"This station is designed to explode the minute it reaches capacity" the Doctor frowned at the model.
"Didn't anyone notice? Isn't there anyone in London CHECKING out this sort of stuff?" Donna asked.
"We're in Cardiff. London does not care!" Margaret scoffed."The South Wales coast could fall into the sea and they wouldn't notice…..oh I sound like a Welsh man. God help me, I've gone native" Margaret looked disgusted at the very thought.
"But why would she do that? A great big explosion – she'd only help up killing herself" Lance pointed out. Margaret narrowed her eyes at him.
"She has got a name you know"
"She's not even a she….she's a thing!" Lance spat, eying her with contempt.
"Oh but she's clever" the Doctor grinned and flipped the model over to reveal a giant circuit board underneath. Her expression was as blank as paper. "Fantastic!" the Doctor exclaimed.
"Is that a tribophysical waveform macro-kinetic extrapolator? " Rose asked excitedly. Donna gazed at the Doctor, whose expression was a mixture of awe and surprise.
"Couldn't have put it better myself" he said, clearly impressed. Oh great, Donna couldn't help but think. Now there were TWO of them.
"Ooh, GENIUS!" she squealed, examining the object that looked kind of like a surf board. While Rose inspected it, the Doctor's attention was caught by the banner that said Blaidd Drwg. "You didn't build this" Rose said to her.
"I have my hobbies. A little tinkering….."
"No you seriously didn't build this. It's way beyond you!" Rose said, cutting her off.
"I bet she stole it" Lance sneered.
"It fell into my hands" Margaret said coolly.
"Is it a weapon?" Donna asked Rose, who seemed to be an expert on this kind of stuff.
"It's transport. You see - the reactor blows, the rift opens, phenomenal cosmic disaster, but THIS thing shrouds you in a force field, you have this energy bubble, zzhum, so you're safe. Then you feed it coordinates, stand on top, and ride the concussion all the way out of the solar system" Rose explained.
"It's a surf-board!" Lance exclaimed. Donna rolled her eyes.
"No, it's a taxi you prune!"Donna snapped at him. He didn't deserve it but she just found him very annoying at the moment .
"A pan-dimensional surfboard" Rose whispered in awe.
"And it would have worked. I would have surfed away from this dead-end dump and back to civilization" Margaret hissed bitterly.
"You'd blow up the whole planet just to hitch a lift?" Donna asked with disbelief.
"Like stepping on an ant hill" Margaret said coldly.
"How did you think of the name?" the Doctor suddenly asked, still staring at the banner.
"What, Blaidd Drwg? It's welsh" she answered.
" I know but how did you think of it?"
"Choose it at random, that's all. Does it matter?" the Doctor's brow furrowed as he turned and glanced at Donna.
"Blaidd Drwg means Bad Wolf" he told her. Donna looked haunted for a moment.
"I've heard that before" she whispered. "Lots of times"
"Following us around"
"It's following us around?" Donna asked alarmed.
"Nah it's just a coincidence!" the Doctor grinned, shrugging."Like hearing a word on the radio and then hearing it all day. Never mind, things to do, Margaret we're going to take you home" he said to a scrowling Margaret.
"You mean we actually get to go to raxi…." The Doctor rolled his eyes as Donna struggled with the word."Raxocito..."
"Raxacoricofallapatorious" he snapped. Finally, Donna managed to say it and yelled with joy. The Doctor hugged her but quickly put her down as he remembered what they were doing.
"Take me home and you take me my death" Margaret said, glaring at him.
"Not my problem" he replied, coldly. After they'd all gone back to the Tardis, Margaret had tried to make them all for feel guilty and sorry for her because once they'd taken her home, she would be given the death penalty for all the crimes her family committed in the past. The only one who managed to keep on looking into her icy blue eyes without a hint remorse was the Doctor and that was partically because he'd had nine hundred years of experience and pratice. After a while, Lance asked Donna to go for a walk with him and she agreed, mainly to take the opportunity to assure him their relationship was dead and buried in the past. Margaret also managed to convince the Doctor to take her out for something to eat and Rose wasn't too happy at being left behind.
"You need to keep working" he'd told her.
"Thanks that is so thoughtful, be still my heart" she said sarcastically. He laughed before handcuffing Margaret to him, much to his disgust and walking out of the ship. Margaret didn't miss the chemistry between the two of them and mentioned in on their way out but the Doctor refused to answer any personal questions. When they got into the restaurant Margaret attempted to hurt him twice but he knew her species pretty well and expected everything she threw at him. Meanwhile Donna and Lance stood by a railing looking out onto the beach.
" I'm going out with Trisha Delaney" he told her as if she cared.
"Good for you, it's about time to found someone new. Our relationship was on the rocks for ages, I'm happy for you" Donna replied sincerely. He didn't look to happy about it.
"Do you want to go to a hotel or something?" Lance asked suddenly. Donna glared at him with disbelief.
"Lance, you have a girlfriend. Seriously, why risk messing up a good thing? We we're over a long time ago" she told him softly.
"You're right but what about you? The Doctor doesn't like you that way, Donna; I think we all saw the way he was staring at Rose earlier. He can barely tear his eyes away from her" Lance sneered.
"I know that you idiot. I don't like him in that way, how many times have I got to tell you? Lance, it was a bad idea for you to come and see me. We're barely friends, let alone obviously still have feelings for me since you're willing to ditch you're nice, stable girlfriend for a woman who hates you're guts. Let's just head back" Donna sighed. Lance was about to argue but changed his mind and followed her back down the beach. Just as they were walking back the way they came, there was a sudden rumbling sound. "Is that thunder?" she asked Lance.
"Does it matter?"
"That was not thunder!" Donna cried and started running down the beach. Lance calling after her but she ignored him and left him behind. She had to find the Doctor. At the restaurant. Margaret was still pleading to the Doctor to let her go, that she didn't deserve to die but the Doctor wasn't an idiot.
"In the family Slitheen, we had no choice. I was made to carry out my first kill at thirteen. If I'd refused, my father would have fed me to the Venom Grubs". The Doctor wasn't even listening to her. He had heard the rumbling at the same time as Donna and his brow was furrowed in concentration as tried to figure out where it was coming from."Doctor, are you even listening to me?" she hissed.
"Can you hear that?" he asked her.
"I'm begging for my life!"
"No, listen, shush" he told her. Suddenly the rumbling started to develop into a bit of an Earthquake and people started running around, in panic. The Doctor got up and pulled Margaret along as they left the restaurant but had to unhand cuffed her so they could run faster. "Don't even think about running away" he warned her dangerously.
"I'm sticking with you" she said, seemingly scared. As they stood in the centre of Cardiff, the Doctor's eyes widened as he looked up at the sky.
"It's the rift. The rift's opening". Inside the Tardis, Rose yelped as sparks started flying out of the console while she was trying to install the extrapolator. She spun around as the Doctor and Margaret entered the shaking ship. "What the hell are you doing?" he yelled at her. Rose look mildly taken back.
"It was the ship, it went crazy!" she replied ducking to miss a spark that just shot out of nowhere.
"It's the rift" he told her, joining her at the console."Time and space are ripping apart! The whole city's going to disappear!"
"Doctor, it's the extrapolator!" Rose said, pointing at the surfboard where sparks continued to fly out of it. "I've disconnected it but it's still feeding off the engine. It's using the Tardis, it can't stop it!". Donna chose that exact moment to run through the doors.
"What is it? What's happening?" she asked right before Margaret ripped a giant green arm out of the human body suit and grabbed Donna by the throat. She started kicking as she hung in mid air.
"Oh, just little me!" Margaret snarled. "One more move and she snaps like a twig"
"I might have known" the Doctor glared at her coldly.
"I've had you bleating all night, poor baby, now shut it!" she snapped before glancing at Rose."You fly-girl, put the extrapolator at my feet" Rose stared at her. Fly girl? She'd never been called that before. Rose looked at the Doctor, who nodded, and did as Margaret commanded. "Thank you just as I'd planned" she said smugly.
"I thought you needed to blow up the nuclear power station" Donna pointed out in a strangled voice.
" Failing that - if I were to be... arrested... then anyone capable of tracking me down would have considerable technology of their own. Therefore, they would be captivated by the extrapolator. Especially a magpie mind like yours, Doctor. So the extrapolator was programmed to go to Plan B! To lock onto the nearest alien power source and open the rift. And what a power source it found... I'm back on schedule... thanks to you" Margaret told them all, highly pleased with herself and put down Donna so she could get onto the extrapolator.
"The rift's going to converse – she'll blow up the entire planet" Rose said to the Doctor, horrified.
"And you with it" she spat."While I ride this board over the crest of the inferno all the way to freedom. Stand back boys... surf's up" suddenly a blinding white light burst out of the console. The Doctor stared at her calmly. She looked slightly alarmed.
"Of course opening the rift means you'll pull this ship apart" he told her.
"So sue me" she hissed.
"It's not just any old power source. It's the Tardis, my Tardis. The best ship in the universe"
"I'm sure it's going to make wonderful scrap"
"What's that light?" Donna asked him, partially blind from it.
"The heart of the Tardis. You've opened it's soul" he said to Margaret, who was now staring into the light, dreamily and kind of dazed.
"It's so light"
"Look at it Margaret" the Doctor told her, kind of sounding like a hypnotist.
"So beautiful" she sighed.
"Look inside the light Blon Fel Flotch, look at the light"
"Thank you" Margaret said sincerely before being engulfed by the light and her body suit falling to the floor with nothing inside it. The Doctor ordered Rose to shut everything down and she did so immediately while Donna, joined him by Margaret's body suit.
"What happened to her?" Donna asked him, frowning.
"She looked into the heart of the TARDIS, and even I don't know how strong that is. And the ship's telepathic - like I told you, Donna. Gets inside your head. Translates alien languages. Maybe the raw energy can translate all sorts of thoughts..." he explained before pulling something out of the skin. It was an egg."Here she is!"
"She's an egg?" Rose raised an eyebrow.
"Regressed to her child hood. Now she can start again. Live her life from scratch. If we take her home, give her to a different family, tell them to bring her up properly, she might be all right!"
"Or worst" Rose muttered.
"So does this mean we're going to Raxacoricofallapatorious?" Donna asked him, sounding slightly excited.
"Yes" he answered, pulling down the lever and pressing some buttons.
"So next stop Raxacoricofallapatorious!" Rose said giddily before Donna marched up to the Doctor and slapped him, almost causing him to drop Margaret.
"What did I do now?"
"You insulted me earlier and I didn't have the time to do it then so I was saving it for now" she shrugged. Rose smirked.
"Donna I dare you to go a day without hitting anyone. Same applies to you Rose" he said to them both as he typed in the co-ordinates for Raxacoricofallapatorious.
"What fun would that be?" Donna retorted.
"You don't need to worry about me, lover boy, I haven't hit you yet and I don't plan to unless it something kinky" Rose said huskily and suggestively stroking the Doctor's arm. Donna turned away cringing. Hopefully the Tardis would get them to Raxacoricofallapatorious, sooner rather than later. She'd had just about enough with the flirting. Especially when the most action she'd had was from Lance and that was really saying something about her love-life or maybe just her taste in men.